Fang Zhuo was a little puzzled and pressed his palm on the young man's forehead again, this time, he was sure of one thing, this young man was actually still alive. In his divine sense, the boy was completely dead, but after he came into contact with the boy's body, he sensed the extremely weak vitality in the boy's body.

This is also Fang Zhuo, who has been in contact with life spiritual power all year round, and his sensitivity to life force is beyond ordinary people. If you change to a monk at random, this young man will definitely be treated like a dead man.

"It's weird. Fang Zhuo couldn't explain what the reason was. It stands to reason that the sense of consciousness is to directly sense the soul level of the other person. In the sense of divine sense, the young man's soul no longer had any breath. The soul is dead, but the body is still alive, can't it be said?!

"Nothing strange. At this time, the monk said: "This little guy has the bloodline of the ancient divine beast Panshan Dragon, although it is very thin, but it is really the ancient bloodline. The Pangolin Dragon is an earth-walking divine beast, not to mention very powerful, the strongest point is their vitality. He's not dead, he can be saved. ”

Fang Zhuo raised his eyes and looked at the thin little girl. The little girl was very smart, and she saw a glimmer of hope in Fang Zhuo's eyes. She immediately rolled over and fell to her knees, and was about to kowtow. Fang Zhuo's hand flipped over, and this time he increased his strength, stopping her violently.

The girl glanced at Fang Zhuo in surprise, it was very clear how much strength she had. The young man in front of him stretched out his hand to stop him, and the little girl was shocked by Fang Zhuo's divine power.

"Benefactor, Shanli he saved me, please save him!" The little girl saw that she couldn't kowtow, so she could only beg loudly.

Fang Zhuo nodded. There was a sigh. He casually took out the elixir he had refined. At this time, I heard Monk Shanke say, "Give him a drop of life spirit." This little guy's bloodline is not simple, and it deserves your help. ”

Fang Zhuo paused slightly when he heard this, then took out a drop of life spirit liquid and fed it to the young man with the pill.

After being fed the life spirit liquid and elixir for a breath, I saw that the faint scale armor on the young man's skin began to disappear, and his claws slowly changed back to normal palms.

His vitality has been restored.

"Well, he's all right. Fang Zhuo nodded at the little girl and said, "It's just that he will sleep for a while." It would be nice to wait for him to wake up. ”

Tears continued to drip from the girl's eyes. She kept wiping her tears with the back of her hand, insisting on kowtowing to Fang Zhuo to thank her.

At this moment, Fang Zhuo saw a dazzling mark on the girl's raised arm, and he was stunned!

"Huh?!" This time it was the turn of Monk Shanke to be surprised: "It turned out to be the bloodline of the angry spirit, no wonder, no wonder." Fang Zhuo, you are lucky, this time you met two inheritors of the ancient bloodline. And this female doll is unimaginably pure in blood!"

Fang Zhuo didn't have the heart to listen to him at the moment, he grabbed the little girl's arm. Staring at the bright red cloud-like birthmark under her arm, she asked, "What's your last name, girl?"

The little girl was stunned for a moment. replied: "My surname is Wen." ”

Fang Zhuo waved his hand, and a stream of spiritual power transformed into a person's face in the air. Fang Zhuo pointed to this face and asked, "Do you know this person?"

In fact, before he could finish asking, the little girl had already cried out: "Brother, brother!" This brother shouted, and the tears in her eyes flowed again!

"Are you Wenxin?" Fang Zhuo asked in surprise.

The little girl nodded vigorously, and the tears on her face rolled down wantonly.

Fang Zhuo felt that this was really like a dream. Once entrusted by Wenhang to find his sister one day, Fang Zhuo promised to use the power of his luck to treat this girl who had a strange disease. Unexpectedly, more than ten years have passed, and I have really found this girl!

Could it be that in the dark, there is really a fixed number?

Fang Zhuo's heart was flooded with memories of the old events, and Monk Silent immediately understood the reason inside. He snorted and said, "What a strange disease, it's really nonsense! It's just that the bloodline of the angry spirit has awakened." ”

"Monk, what's going on with this angry spirit bloodline?" Fang Zhuo was able to take care of this fork in the road.

Monk Silent Ke threw him a piece of divine sense, Fang Zhuo checked it, and it was already clear.

"That ............. Fang Zhuo hesitated, feeling that he didn't know how to ask. He saw Wen Xin's tears welling up, and he almost cried when he looked at Wen Hang's phantom, so he waved his hand to disperse Wen Hang's image.

"Do you know my brother?" asked Wen Xin eagerly. Her eyes kept looking at the position where Wen Han's phantom existed just now, and her eyes were full of reluctance.

Fang Zhuo simply talked about Wen Hang's entrustment of himself, but he hid the section where Wen Hang asked him to use his luck to help her wash away her bad luck. Wen Xin heard that Wen Hang was all right now, and slowly quieted down.

Fang Zhuo saw that her mood was stable, so he asked again: "Wen Xin, let me ask you something." ”

"Well, you say, benefactor. ”

Fang Zhuo stared at her and asked, "Are you always hungry?"

Wen Xin's thin little face suddenly turned red. She twisted her hands together and lowered her head, looking very embarrassed. At this time, there was a grunt from her thin body. At this moment, Wen Xin's head hung lower.

Fang Zhuozhi said that she was not happy in her heart. A fairly solid family was destroyed by her, how could this girl have no burden in her heart? He looked at the injury on Wen Xin's arm, which had basically healed. It seems that the angry spirit bloodline is indeed not simple, and with this perverted self-healing ability, it can already show the extraordinaryness of this desolate bloodline.

Fang Zhuo sighed, he saw that the blood spirit had already dealt with the matter here, so he held the unconscious young man in one hand and sent Wen Xin to Feng Lei's back with a wave of his hand. After taking a look at the small village, Fang Zhuo quickly left the place.

Flying hundreds of miles away, Fang Zhuo found a clean place, waved his hand, and cleared a piece of flat land. Then he waved his hand and threw out a whole bunch of food.

"Wenxin, don't be embarrassed. It's not a problem that you're hungry all the time. Eat your stomach first, and we'll talk about it slowly. ”

Wen Xin saw this pile of food, and immediately couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva. She timidly raised her eyes to look at Fang Zhuo, and when she saw the smile on Fang Zhuo's face, she hesitated.

"Eat. ”

"Can you eat it?" Wen Xin still asked in a low voice.

Fang Zhuo reached out and grabbed a large piece of roast meat and handed it over.

When he left from the Bitter Sword Sect, Fang Zhuo was stunned with a lot of food. But those things had already been eaten in the Poison Death Domain. However, when he left from Gukuizhai this time, Tian Yuanzi prepared a large amount of food for him. Although it is not exquisite, the things prepared by Tian Yuanzi are still very delicious. Wen Xin carefully took the barbecue, and when he bit down, tears began to drip down continuously.

For so many years, she has been plagued by food, which sounds really ridiculous, but it is full of untold pain. However, Wen Xin quickly reined in his emotions and began to deal with the food in front of him wholeheartedly.

As a result, Fang Zhuo began to be unable to sit still.

At the beginning, Wenxin couldn't let go, and the food was quite elegant and slow. But soon, her speed slowly increased, and the food in front of her disappeared rapidly.

The hill-like food quickly bottomed out. Fang Zhuo wasn't sure if Wen Xin was full, so he casually released another bunch.

And so, it was gone again.

........................

When Wen Xin lightly dropped a bone, then lowered her head and thanked her softly, saying that she was full, Fang Zhuo was already completely shocked by her huge stomach!

Fang Zhuo quickly made a rough calculation, he himself ate an astonishing amount of food, at least ten servings of food for ordinary people per meal. But this Wenxin, this Wenxin ...................

Fang Zhuo was surprised to count several times, and finally had to admit that this thin and slender body actually ate the weight of three hundred people in one meal!

"Eat............ , Full?" Fang Zhuo felt that his voice was dry and astringent.

He actually made such a sound, which made Fang Zhuo feel a little embarrassed. He was worried that Wen Xin would be embarrassed by his question, so he hurriedly changed the subject.

"Wen Xin, if I remember correctly, you should be in your twenties, right?"

Wen Xin nodded embarrassedly.

Fang Zhuo looked at Wen Xin's thin body, only twelve or thirteen years old. He was just about to shake his head, when he heard Monk Shanke say: "She has not been able to eat enough, she has been troubled by blood. As long as she eats a full meal, she will grow up quickly, very simple. ”

Fang Zhuo was relieved when he heard this.

Wen Hang once helped himself save himself, if Wen Hang saw his sister's appearance, he would definitely be sad in his heart. Fang Zhuo was relieved when he heard that Monk Lone Ke said that as long as Wen Xin was fed, she would be able to grow up. Even if she could eat a large amount, Fang Zhuo wouldn't have a problem caring if she was full.

After eating, Fang Zhuo asked Wen Xin about his experience over the years, and couldn't help but sigh again. It turned out that the family was in ruin, and Wenxin's father took her everywhere to beg for food to make a living. Wandering, wandering, I don't know how many places I went. Later, her father finally got tired of life and went away.

Wenxin had no one to take care of, so he could only struggle alone. I don't know how much white eyes and suffering Lu Dao has endured over the years, this little girl has been gritting her teeth and persevering. Fortunately, she was infinitely strong, and she could always find a place to work hard, and she finally didn't starve to death. Later, a caravan of medicinal herbs took her in. Although the food is not full, the people here are good, and Wen Xinzhi settled down for a while.

There are demons and humans in this caravan, and they buy all kinds of spiritual materials from the demon clan's territory and sell them to the human side, earning the difference. (To be continued......)